The return of the late emperor

On Yuan Ye, the lights are as bright as day.

A black cloak covered Han Xing from head to toe. He lowered his head, showing only half of his pale and delicate chin. Holding an ordinary lantern, he followed the flow of people slowly forward.

There were occasional noises of people playing around him, but he just listened silently and never participated.

The crowd suddenly became noisy, they were squeezed, and all of them stretched their necks and looked forward.Han Xing clutched the corner of his clothes, and stepped back half a step awkwardly

"General, it's General Kang."

"Go, go, don't squeeze me, I haven't seen the general yet."

……

"Oh, what kind of grandson squeezes me." Someone lost his footing and fell to the ground, and the surrounding area was immediately emptied within one step, and the retreating crowd directly pushed Han Xing out.

The dark-colored cloak fell to the ground, and the silver-white hair poured down on the ground like running water. Han Xing's arms, hands and feet were all scratched, and a little blood oozed out. Extraordinarily terrifying.

"Tsk, it's actually a foreigner." Someone pointed to Han Xing's silver hair.

"Hey, he's still a young lady. Look at the flower marks on his cheeks, and his looks. He should be a top card." Someone pointed at Han Xing's face and laughed.

"Thinking that he was walking next to me just now... Bah, it's really dirty, it's a big festival, so bad luck." Someone twisted his waist and swayed his hips, and made fun of the people around him, but turned his head and spat at Han Xing saliva.

Everyone avoided Han Xing from a distance, and everyone's eyes were tightly entwined with Han Xing, foul language, ridicule and sarcasm were heard endlessly.

Han Xing didn't dare to raise his head, his lowered eyes trembled slightly, his fists were clenched and then released.Next time, don't go out of the building, the people or things outside the building are really beyond his control, he thinks like this, it's unspeakably sad.

"My lord, you're fine." Kang Yongjia rode his horse across the street, and was caught by the dark color lying on the side of the road. He got off his horse, approached the man, and held out his hand.

Han Xing raised his eyes suddenly, turned his head away in a panic, and quickly got up and said, "General Xie Kang." But he avoided Kang Yongjia's hand.

Kang Yongjia only felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar, but he didn't remember where he met him, so he paused and asked: "Young master, do I know you?"

"Hey. "Someone next to him yelled maliciously, "General, I didn't expect you to be such a general. I don't know which building you are from, but you know him." Kang Yongjia's status in the hearts of Dongda people is extraordinary , Emperor Jing is dead, and they don't have the idea that the general must observe the festival for Emperor Jing.

Han Xing trembled slightly, the corners of his eyes were already red, he immediately took a step back, picked up the cloak on the ground and covered himself tightly, then said in comprehension: "How could the general know someone with a low status like me, you must have made a mistake .” After speaking, he hurriedly left.

Kang Yongjia frowned, stood where he was, and remained silent for a long time.

……

The gavel slapped, and the storyteller cupped his hands, "I said this last time, our General Kang retreated from the Bantu in Juyan, and Artur, who was personally conquered, led a gang of barbarians to abandon three cities in a row. If it weren't for them If they catch up with the Jiangnan side, it is no problem for General Kang to directly overthrow their lair."

"Why did you catch up with Jiangnan? That dog father of Artur is really a coward." Someone immediately scolded from the audience.

"I heard that this time it's not all the grandson's intention. Although he doesn't deal with the master in our northern palace, he has a bad relationship with Bantu. There is no need to care about the life and death of those barbarians." The North and South have been divided for several years. But the people in Dijing still used to call Emperor Shunyuan of Jiangnan the eldest grandson Taijun.

"Hey, I also heard people say that Artur sent Bantu's number one beauty to Jiangnan for a marriage."

Seeing that the people in the audience were not paying attention to him at all, the storyteller was not angry, he patted the gavel again, stroked the beard on his chin with a smile and said: "The number one beauty sent by Artur Well, it was originally going to be sent to the Imperial Capital, but our Emperor Zhenming is still young and has not yet held an audition, so we can't randomly stuff people into the inner palace to break the rules, so we rejected people."

"That's right, that's right, you can't send it to the palace for the widowed Zhu Taijun." People in the audience booed, and someone whispered: "Bantu's number one beauty, she is good enough for our general, even if she can't compare to respecting the emperor, That's not too bad."

The storyteller didn't know if he heard it, so he said: "Speaking of which, I heard that the number one beauty has some fate with our General Kang."

The people below hurriedly asked what was the fate, but the storyteller just smiled mysteriously and changed the subject: "Today I want to talk about General Kang's several Bantu battles..." The story about the number one beauty in Bantu I will never speak again.

……

"Here, Kang Yongjia and the number one beauty in Bantu..." On the second floor, Ren Ming turned and leaned against the railing, asking the people around him, "Is there any relationship?"

Ming Ke put away the folding fan, tapped Ren Ming's forehead lightly, "Why don't you guess it yourself?"

Ren Ming let out a breath and said: "Forget it, don't be curious, whoever he is with, as long as you don't still think about you."

Min Ke shook his head and chuckled, "Your husband is not so attractive, he even asked the long follower to hand over the pendant to you, so naturally he has already seen it away. But..."

"What is it?" Ren Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up Min Ke from head to toe, wondering if the person in front of him said that Kang Yongjia had let go of him but still hadn't let go, he would pounce on him and bite the head of this debt-provoking person. A piece of meat.

Ming Ke laughed and said: "Don't look at me like this, Xiao Jiu and I have never had any feelings beyond siblings."

"Did I say you, so I'm not going to tell myself?" Ren Ming yawned lightly, then stretched his waist again and said, "Fart if you have something to say, talk quickly if you have something to say, don't hold your breath. I blame you for being so troublesome, I've been sleepy for the past few days." While speaking, his upper eyelids touched his lower eyelids from time to time.

Neatly picking up the man by the waist, Min Ke said as he walked: "I know you are curious, so let me tell you. I have a relationship with the number one beauty in Bantu..." Before he finished speaking , reached into his arms, pinched his flesh when he found him, and said in a daze in his arms: "Why is everyone destined to be with you, and if you hook up again, I will take you there A place where birds don't lay eggs hides for a lifetime."

"Xiao Jiu and I sneaked into Bantu many years ago. Xiao Jiu accidentally rescued a young boy who was bullied. Later, I found out that the man was Artur's youngest brother. He was born with silver hair. Silver hair is considered unknown in Bantu... …" When Fang walked outside, Ren Ming was already sound asleep. Ming Ke opened the door lightly and entered the room. Seeing that the person in his arms still didn't show signs of waking up, he smiled and shook his head, and simply found someone in his arms. The most comfortable position for a person to fall asleep is to lean on the couch with his clothes closed.

Lowering her head and drooping her eyes, in this posture, silently and tenderly watching the person in her arms, waiting for him to wake up.

Don't wait for the flowers to die, it's the time for Begonia.

……

The storyteller packed up his things, and before anyone came up to ask what he was going to talk about next time, he walked swiftly and disappeared around the inn in a blink of an eye.

After walking to a dark alley and making sure that there was no one around, he tore off the mask on his face and said to himself: "It's been a long time since I went to the palace to see my elder brother, and he didn't let Jia Yi contact me. It must have been the last time I got angry. Sigh, is it too late for me to go to the attached elementary school now?" Lan Tao turned around dejectedly, but when he saw the person behind him, he was embarrassed and immediately wanted to find a crack in the ground and go back, after all, he was gossip It's not a glorious thing to be caught.

Kang Yongjia's face was sullen, and the dagger was twirling around at his fingertips, "Baby face, why did you spread rumors about me in the inn just now? When did I see the number one beauty in Bantu?"

"Xiaojiu from the Kang family, don't call me Babyface." Lan Tao rolled his eyes, "It was you who provoked him."

"Well——" Kang Yongjia withdrew his dagger and said, "If you don't say it, then don't say it. I'll go back to the palace and tell Mr. Zhu that today I seem to have bumped into the baby face in the inn again, bluffing, telling lies, and gossiping."

Lan Tao yelled bitterly: "Why are you lying? I said that the book is not adulterated at all. What do you want to know? Can't you tell me what I know?"

"The number one beauty in Bantu..." Kang Yongjia stopped, turned around in confusion, and said, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Here, you saved him many years ago. Just like that, the ignorant young man gave you his heart. I heard that he escaped on the way to the south of the Yangtze River to get married. Now I don't know where he has fallen. , such a look... Hey, I dare not think about it anymore, the more I think about it, the more pitiful I become, okay, okay, let's not talk, I went to the palace to find my elder brother." Lan Tao dropped the words and slipped away, lest Kang Yongjia grabbed him tightly.

"So that's how it is." Kang Yongjia said softly, he didn't know what he thought of, and stopped in this dark alley for a long time.

……

Han Xing went back into the building in a mess, ignored anyone, and went straight back to the house.

He went back to the house, but he didn't clean up the wound on his body. He just sat in front of the mirror and stared blankly at the flower print on his cheek reflected in the bronze mirror. At the printing office, he stopped his hand until the blood was bloody, and murmured:

"He was an unknown person in the eyes of the world, but now he has become an unclean person in the eyes of the world, little general, you are getting farther and farther away from Fei Fei."

"In the past, I have been imagining how I will appear in front of you...it must be the one you like."

"Little General, Fei Fei really dare not see you again this time."

"..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red from crying. Han Xing knew that the brightest star that guided him through the long cold night would never be seen again after tonight.

At this time, there was an unhurried knock on the door from the outer room, and a familiar voice said:

"I ask Mr. Han Xing, can I see my old friend?"

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow will probably be the story of the eldest grandson.

Finally, 30 years later, there will be an episode about their descendants, and the text will end the Qingping prosperity mentioned there.